I'm Sorry
Chap 2: For My Mind
(A/N) Hello everyone! The reviews I've seen since I uploaded "I'm Sorry" two days ago have been very positive, so I've decided to upload a new chapter three days in advance. Expect something like that quite a bit, because I get excited easily. I just couldn't stay away from you guys. Thank you, Norkix, for reviewing. You will love the villain of this story. And thank you khheroxasoray. Both of your wishes are granted. This chapter meant something to me because it was the first to stress the M rating. Enjoy.
Italics means thoughts or someone is speaking sharply. It can also mean a flashback. Bold means an author's note, which I will seldom use. Underlined text implies importance. I am unlikely to remember that. Have fun!
Link snapped back to reality, curiously standing, Gilded Sword in hand, looking as if he had just created justice. Okay, need to work on staying in reality, Link thought. He looked at his sword, the sword he'd carried through his Terminian adventures, and had carried since, the Gilded Sword. His pupils dilated slightly as he looked at his beautiful heirloom, remembering all the good deeds he had done. The golden blade looked as if it had never seen a day of combat, and the blade, when touched, felt exactly the same. Link flourished his blade, his special taunt. The flourish involved spinning it in his fingers the hilt pointed outwards from his thumb, stabbing downwards, and spinning it back around in his fingers until it was upright. He would then diagonally slash to his left. The move was complicated and unique; it was a move that belonged to him.
He remembered all of the enemies he'd ever beaten. The ones he hadn't beaten with it the first time around he'd gone back to beat. Odolwa, Goht, Gyorg, the King of Ikana, and Twinmold. Link had, of course, not used his own blade on Majora, or any of her incarnates. At the very beginning he'd put on the Fierce Deity's Mask.
"Oh, no," Link whispered. Then came the convulsing, which came with screaming. No matter how many times it happened, and it happened a lot, Link always lost the battle the second he'd thought of his enemy, the Fierce Deity. "Oh, come on. You know it'd be easier to just let me out. Give in! SAVE YOURSELF!" the Fierce Deity pleaded. No. I could barely control you. If I let you exist, no one will be able to stop you, thought Link. "Fine, then. If you won't let me out, I'll just torture you." the Fierce Deity stated. The god then conjured images of everyone who was important to him dying, making sure it dragged out Saria's demise. The god knew all of Link's buttons, what they did, and in what order to push them. The buttons (Which are, of course, metaphorical) opened the door (Also metaphorical) to a section of Link's mind that he had purposely locked off.
Eventually enough was enough. Link focused until the mask materialized in front of him. "I am so fucking done with you," Link growled/panted/snarled. Link threw on his Zora Tunic and put his iron boots in his Kokiri pouch, which harnessed the power of magic to hold anything and never gain weight, something Link was happy about every time he used it. Now was no time for things like that. Now was the time to resolve problems long in the making. He stormed downstairs to a wide-eyed Saria. "I heard screaming, are you okay?" she asked. Link ignored her. "Where are you going?" she asked. "Lake Hylia," he replied coldly. He burst through the door and pulled out his Fairy Ocarina. He played Epona's Song and she, as always, appeared at the most convenient spot. Link collapsed as a memory of one of the Fierce Deity's attacks replayed, this time focused on Epona. "Bastard," Link gasped once the memory faded.
Link climbed up onto Epona's back and kicked her thighs lightly, a universal symbol to get going. I hope this works. I don't know how much longer I can take this, Link thought. In actuality, someone without the Triforce of Courage definitely would've surrendered or succumbed to its influence. Fortunately for all of Hyrule, however, Link happened to be in possession of the Triforce of Courage. He could repel the mask's evil influences for years, if necessary. He finished the thought as they reached the lake.
Link dismounted Epona to discover a muddy ground beneath his feet. He knew the farmers would be thanking Nayru for creating oxygen and hydrogen, thus allowing for rain, but he'd be cursing her for making his trip that much more difficult. He walked until he reached the brim of the lake, stopping purely for the reason of putting his iron boots on. He then walked forward for the twelve minutes it took to reach the bottom of the lake. He dug into the sand until he deemed it deep enough, which took no time whatsoever. He then procured a chest and a mask form his pouch. He opened the chest, put the mask in, and put the chest in the hole. "Goodbye, bane of my existence," Link said with a little bit of joy evident in his voice. No! You can't do this to me! I am a GOD! The Fierce Deity exclaimed. "That's weird, I don't think god's get beaten by fourteen-year-old adventurers," Link stated. That was usually true, but in this case the rules of logic must've made an exception, because it certainly happened. Link, for the first time in a long time, felt genuinely free. He removed his iron boots and floated to the top. The sun began to show through the clouds and it made the view on the way up absolutely beautiful. It felt as though the sun began to show in Link's heart. He took a few victory laps before mounting Epona again and riding home.
It's over. It's finally over. I can finally sleep at night. I can finally get back to being in a romantic relationship with Saria. I can finally get back to my life, Link thought as he began nearing his home. He smiled, which turned into a chuckle, which eventually became laughter, which became deafening guffawing. "YES!" Link screamed as he dismounted his horse. He opened the door to his house and shouted "Saria, I'm home!" There was no response. "Saria?" No response. Link was beginning to get worried. He ran upstairs and opened the door to his den and his study. He neared his bedroom door and hesitated. What if she's with another? thought Link. He immediately dismissed the thought. He opened the door, a bottle fell, and a blue orb flew towards him. "Link, is that you?! Thank the Three! There was a creature, and a loud bang, and they… they… they got Saria!" Navi screamed. "What? Who took her?" Link responded. He gasped as Navi blinked and went out, falling to the floor. "FUCK, NAVI!" Link screamed before collapsing. The last thing he saw was Navi being dragged away by a green tentacle.
Like I said, this is the first chapter to stress the M rating. There was cursing, and there will be violence, and lots of it. Be prepared, because it come in full force next chapter. Please review, it lets me know whether or not I suck. It also lets me know if I rule, which I'd love to hear about. Until then, if there are no questions, I'm out. Peace